데니스 오

Name: 데니스 오 / Dennis Oh
Real name: Dennis Joseph O’Neil
Profession: Model and actor
Birthdate: 1981-Aug-29
Birthplace: United States of America
Height: 188cm
Weight: 83kg
Star sign: Virgo
Blood type: A
Family: Mother (Korean), father (American) and an older brother
Education: Savannah College of Art and Design
Hobbies: Drawing, traveling and photography

TV Series

East of Eden (MBC, 2008)
Witch Amusement (SBS, 2007)
Sweet Spy (MBC, 2005)

Awards
Best Dress, 22nd Korean Model (2005)


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다니엘 헤니

Name: 다니엘 헤니 / Daniel Henney
Real Name: Daniel Phillip Henney
Profession: Model, Actor
Date of birth: 1979 November 28
Birthplace: United States of America
Hometown: Carson City, Michigan
Height: 188cm
Weight: 72kg
Star sign: Sagittarius

Daniel Phillip Henney (born November 28, 1979, Korean: 다니엘 헤니) is an American expatriate actor in South Korea. His father is an American of British descent and his mother is an American of Korean descent. Henney debuted as a model in several Korean and foreign ads. He most famously co-starred in the Korean hit drama, "My Name is Kim Sam Soon". Henney has a Bachelors degree in Business from the University of Illinois at Chicago. He began modelling in 2001 and has worked in Italy, France, Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Henney has a working knowledge of the Korean language, and has performed in roles that required the speaking of German (Spring Waltz) and Japanese (Seducing Mr. Robin). In addition, he was shown on Esprit commercials around the world.

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Tristan and Isolde

The legend of Tristan and Isolde is one of the most influential medieval romances, which was about a love triangle between the hero, his uncle King Mark and Isolde, his uncle's wife. This page contained full story from the early traditions and a briefer alternative accounts of the later legend...

Sunday....
Spent the day watching movie ... classic movies , historical movies...
Then I got stuck on this movie " Tristan and Isolde "
Not really the greatest war , epic or love movie .
But all in all I've watched it yesterday for 3 times ... not counting the rewind + rewind on the favorite scenes .
It made me cry... It made me fell in love with the poetry that Isolde read for Tristan after they made love inside the hut in Ireland shore ....



" My face in thine eyes, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I.
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die. "















A poetry by John Donne , The Good-Morrow
( The Good-Morrow Full poem by John Donne )




And here are some of my favorite scenes as well ....



" It’s good you are remembering things.
This might sting. Do you remember anything else?
The boat I found you in? How you got this?
Too many questions. Here keep it dry. Here I found bread, you have
water and fire. The ocean is outside if you wish a bath.
You won’t know where you are going so please don’t try to leave.
Just trust me. "





TRISTAN : Come with me. Come with me!
ISOLDE : I can’t
TRISTAN : Why not? Please!
ISOLDE : Tristan, we’ve both known this can’t be.
We’ve known this from the start.
That doesn’t mean it isn’t true. It is.
It just cannot be. I want to know that you are alive somewhere thinking
of me from time to time.
I want to know that there is more to this life and I can’t know that if
they kill you.Please?



Too bad I did not found any picture where Tristan was dying by the river when Isolde said these lines to him ...














I do not know if life is greater than death, but love was more than either...



All in all I fell in love with the story ...
I fell in love with Tristan!!!

Dreamer ...

On of my fave lyrics ....

Why are my eyes always full of this vision of you?
Why do I dream silly dreams that I feel won’t come true?
I long to show you the stars,
Caught in the dark of the sea.
I long to speak of my love,
But you don’t come to me.

So I go on asking if maybe one day you’ll care.
I tell my sad little dreams to the soft evening air.
I am quite hopeless it seems.
Two things I know how to do.
One is to dream,
Two is loving you.

I am quite hopeless it seems.
Two things I know how to do.
One is to dream,
Two is loving you.

Hidden Paradise !!!

A weekend spent in Hidden Paradise ...
A breathier from City life ... fresh air ... warm water on the pool ..
A green scenery , mouth watering food and a great memory with team mates !!!

Love

Reposting : " Death "

Mina Thai's Blog

Damn... I forgot the password :(

Reposting " Death... "

falling into your arms... gasping for breath... looking into your warm eyes... for the last time....
death has come to me... death as claimed my being...

as darkness fells into these horizons... the memories slowly comes back....
the way you say my name....
the way you held my hand....
the way fate has bring you to me...

when you said ....
" you look lovely when you're happy..."
" you look sexy when you sing lonely songs"
" you look pretty when you're drunk..."
" you bring sunshine when you smile... "

do you remember these words to?
do you remember when you held me close in the rain?
do you remember when you cried when i was in pain?
do you remember the first time we made love ?

now the pain slowly subsided...just like the beat of my heart....
i want to grasp more air.. more life... more of you....
i'd rather choose to die and let you go
for to die in your arms would be the sweetest death ....
and to see you in pain is like a thousand death...

Vivaldi's Song

September 2 , 2008
Tuesday
9:55 pm

" Lady, when you love me I feel
Home-sweet-home inside of your Sublime
This Garden's sure to grow you know
Our love is just like Summertime
Parrots eye the fruit and we make love
Between the harpsichords and lutes?
Our greenlimbs intertwine, you know
Our love is just like Summertime

Our souls collide
We slip and slide
We feel no pain
And with our lives locked together
We weather the Wind and Rain
We grow the Farm
We're safe from Harm
Inside this Circle of Summertime
Both of us know is our Love

Lovers from the Past with poison smiles
All pray our love will never last
But we are Trees not Vines, you know
Our love is just like Summertime
As the song begins these shipwrecks fade
Behind a wave of violins;
Vivaldi made us rhyme, you know
Our love is just like Summertime. "

I felt melting with this song... Vivaldi's Song
Chillin' out the afternoon away with Michael Franks
( http://www.michaelfranks.com/discog.html )
I always love the way his voice soothes me ... mellow and sweet ....
I felt like he's singing his songs to me whenever I played his album .

He truly inspires me and leaving me in my own dreamland and of course with my own dream man !
Of course it would be someone yummy and forbidden! lolz!
With colbalt blue eyes !
Broad chest and husky woice that would tingle my spine !
His breath would smell like fresh lime and mint ...
And his touch would be so heavenly !!!
His hair would be somewhat wavy and silky ... I would love to tangle my fingers through them ...

Damn....

Anywayz.. I have to start working now...

~ genki desu !!!

Falling to Dimenzion Z.

PART II
Re : Mr. Devastated.

Falling to Dimenzion Z.

I woke up ... And I couldn't feel my head... it felt so light....
Went to the mirror to see changes in my face... well at least there are no more dark circles around my eyes.
The potion I drank before I slept worked !!!

The potion formula :
Myra 400e : x2 + Stress Tabs : x2 = Magic Potion !!!

Though I felt edgy and jumpy , was it overdose? lolz !

After I drank coffee and eat some scrambled eggs I bathe and then get dress for work ,
though it is barely 6 pm and my work starts on 10 pm .
I want to go to thew office early .... To ... to ... chat with him even for a while.

Crazy is such a tamed word to describe me right now .
Am I obsessed to this guy ? hmmmnnn....

OBSESSION :

1. Compulsive preoccupation with a fixed idea or an unwanted feeling or emotion, often accompanied by
symptoms of anxiety.

2. A compulsive, often unreasonable idea or emotion.

Yes it is obsession right....
He is not the best kisser to dub with.
Not the coolest guy on the planet.
Not the most elite male icon.
Not the kindest , charming , lovable , etc. etc . blahh-blahh guy I've known in this 26 years of my life.
And most of all.
NOT MINE .
He belongs to.... never mind .

But through it all I missed his kisses and touch.
I am perfectly , clearly OBSESSED with this son of his mum guy.
And here I am again in this emotion that I called " Falling to Dimenzion Z " .
A " Wizard of OZ " , " Alice in Wonderland " and " Return to Never Land " feeling.

My best friend just supplied a list of " prospects " means " goody-goody boys to be with "
those who posessed charms , cars , money , power . ( ahhah! exaggerating again! )
Lolz! well she gave me at least those men who are men enough for me . lolz.

She's always been worried about my so called " Love life " or "loveless life" or
" devastated love life " - duh?
Am I not concerned about it too?
Whoever wants to get hurt over and over again?
Whoever wants to wake up with eye bags that reached the chin?
Whoever wants to cry over loosing him?
Whoever wants to be me?
Whoever wants to be with me?

Sigh~
Nobody I guess and I guessed right . Lol .
No more " self - pitty " sweety!
Cheer Up! there's so much in the world for you!!!
Yeah... so much more heart ache .

Back to him -> Mr. Devastated

As you can see he posted a comment , I forced him to post any comment. Lol .
And then he said :

" ...... ( lost of words ) "

Hehehe!
Assuming me. Lolz!
Strike 2!
Another one and I'm out.

A night to remember ...

He reached over and took her hand as she gave a deep , anguished sob.
He pulled her into his lap, holding her close as she trembled , and waited until her body had stopped
shaking and she was still against him. Gently he placed his fingers beneath her chin and lifted her face. Tenderly he kissed her brow , the corners of her eyes , which were wet with tears , and the corners of her mouth , which trembled beneath his touch .
" Maria... " he whispered. His mouth covered hers , gently lingering , until her lips opened to accept him.
He kissed her long and yet again , until she moaned softly against his mouth . His hand slipped the ties of her bodice and lifted it apart to gently caress her , his fingers moving beneath beneath to find and tease her nipples with tenderness that spun her mind with wonder . she ran her tongue over her lips as her teeth ached at his gentle playing . Surely this was not sinful , she reasoned as she arched her back to his steady attention . He was only touching her, and it was only a breast , and his fingers --- oh , sweet Lord ,
it felt so good . Surely not a sin .

She thought she could not stand more , The growing , bittersweet aching from the deepest core of her had spread it's drawstring tension over her body . He shifted in the chair , drawing her to him as he bent over ,
and as his lips touched her replacing his fingers to draw light circles about the nipples , flicking the tender , sensitive tips and she cried out softly .

She tried to push him away but he drew a breast to his mouth and suckled , causing her to groan and press against him and she knew she was lost . She cared about nothing but him and what she now knew he would giver her .

His hand slipped between her thighs , separating them to his search . Gently he played . Touching lightly
in response to her body , which arched to his touch as she began to draw in quick , gasping breaths . He kissed the inner softness of her thighs as the pain in his groin increased , but he fought it back , determined in the importance of what eh was about . He shifted , drawing her knees up , then placed his hand beneath her hips , drawing them up to him . The warmth of his mouth touched her and she squirmed against him as she cried out a moan .

And then he cannot control his pain anymore... he want to take her ....
He could not resist her sweetness anymore... and as she cried for his name he knew it was all going to be sweet....

And as he plunged into her... She can barely let out a sigh while her hands grab the back of his shoulders
The thrusting made her world shut down for a moment and woke up again with sensation she never felt before . She doesn't want this to end ... He's whispering her name as he goes deeper and she moaned and beg when she knew it will be soon as they clung together for dear life ....
And shatter in ecstasy together .....

Her sounds are half sobs and half pleasure.... her tears run down her face while staring into the deep
night in his eyes ... when he said " I love you ... my Maria ... "
she knew that she would be his forever ...

Farewell to a Love That Will Never Be ...

my favorite poem of all times!!!

Farewell to a Love That Will Never Be

Close your eyes and feel the gentleness of my touch.
The warmth I failed to give while we we’re one, it is all there.
Let me wrap my arms around you,
Let me kiss you.
Hold back the tears in your eyes ‘til I turn around.

Smile, show me your smile,
Just like yesterday…
When we used to touch…
We used to make love…

Now everything has changed, we never do this things again
Let me look at you.
Yes, you we’re different.
A world apart…
You acted strange, like an actor on a stage.
But the play has to end, the curtains well be down…
Let us bade each others goodbye.
Farewell to a love that will never be…

Mr. Devastated

August 27 , 2008
10: 58 pm.



It's August again... it has been a while since I've posted something on this crazy age.
Well here I am again " Dear blog " always running on you whenever I get hurt ....


And here it goes ....

PART I

I've spent the day analyzing ...
analyzing how to let go of something I never had or to make it more clear ,
" someone that I never had " not mine - heh' clear enough for me .

Yet the fact and the reality that " every beginning has an end "
but why did it have to end when it has not even started yet ?

I am to console myself that at least I get to spend a moment with you ... dramatically speaking it was " A night to remember " .

I remember your eyes...
It was like longing for something I can give but longing for someone I could never be.


'Tis not a game , I am not your toy and vice-versa .
Clearly everything is for pleasure ....
Though I knew the possibilities it might lead us to but I knew better that it has to end somehow.
" Nothing lasts forver " for we are not diamonds polished by De Beers .

( Back to mellow DRAMA )

And so I treasured each moment spent with you .... not to miss a thing .
I want to see how you close your eyes innocently ..
how you snored like . ( sounds cute to me ) .
And how your part opened lips looked so tempting that I want to plunge my tongue inside and taste you once again .

I love to hear your breathing , the rise and low of your chest.. most of all your moans when you....
oooopppsss !!! censored ! :P .

Then suddenly you said " ... it has to end " and " we can continue seeing each other but we need to be discreet though ... " .
It felt like I was a switch you turned me ON , you turned me OFF and " ON " again
as you pleased .

For Pete's sake ! I was a willing victim an accessory of the crime .
Just don't pull the plug off and totally cut off electricity for the life of me !!!

" I am so devastated ... " these are not my words . I should have not cared how and why but generally it stung my heart . And when you said that you ant her back very badly , it was like rubbing salt to my wound .


I can't look at you . I am afraid to see the pain in your eyes for it hurts me most .

Though I don't want to cry , not a tear for you ! I will die if I cry for you ! ( joke!!! )


Seriously i want you to be happy , no matter who makes or brings you happiness . I want to see your
eyes dance again .
Go win her back ! apologize and tell her you regret the moment you spent with me .
Damn it if I get hurt with that !

Am I hurt through all of these ?
It doesn't matter anyway . Will it matter to you ?
What matters most ..... ( by Kenny Rankin right ? ) .

YES .
I am hurting . Damn it .
And damn it again ,I miss you .